Chapter 76 Royal Zombie (1/2)

Master Qianhe has extraordinary magical powers.

This sword stabbed fast and fiercely.

Originally it was just a peach wood sword, under the blessing of the power of mutual growth and mutual restraint, breaking evil, it directly pierced into the body of the zombie injured by the iron man.

The peach wood sword burst into golden light, like a hot knife piercing butter, and the sword pierced the zombie king through the heart.

If it were an ordinary zombie, he would have been seriously injured.

But Master Qianhe could not let down his breath.

I saw that the royal zombie was even more furious and crazy. All this did not seem to cause him much harm, but angered him.

I saw that the royal zombie roared and waved his arms to grab Master Qianhe.

Master Qianhe pulled out the peach wood sword with force, and just when he wanted to stab again, he found that there was only a hilt left in his hand.

"Ah? So powerful?"

Master Qianhe was also surprised.

When an ordinary peach wood sword is used to break evil, the yang and yin will naturally offset each other, causing loss.

Ordinary peach wood swords are usually used as consumables.

However, when Taoist priests use peach wood swords, they often use magic power and Taoist magic to bless them, and the peach wood swords they use are often old peach wood.

Generally speaking, they are not so fragile.

But I didn't expect that the peach wood sword that I often use, which is made of the heart of a thirty-year-old peach tree, would be scrapped all of a sudden, and it didn't cause much damage to the zombie.

Taoist Qianhe hurriedly threw away the hilt.

With both hands turned outward, the beauty looked in the mirror, facing the claws of the zombie, she used the bridge hand to fight against its arms.

The bridge hand is separated, even if it is against ordinary people, you can naturally turn around and punch.

But this is a powerful royal zombie.

It is extremely powerful and hard as iron.

Taoist Qianhe didn't dare to release his strength for a while, and the bridge hand hit hard, and felt a huge force coming to his body, trying to break the fist frame on his body.

He could only barely resist and maintain the structure.

"Hey! Use more force!"

The four disciples desperately pulled the rope to trap the corpse, and pulled it back with hideous faces, but they couldn't pull it.

The royal zombie was seen approaching with steady steps.

It was like a wall, pressing towards Qianhe.

Qianhe's body was not broken, but it was pushed back and slid like a wooden stake.

In a hurry, he kicked back with his right foot, and kicked the zombie's lower abdomen with his left foot.

But this blow was like a mosquito tickling.

He kicked up and kicked the royal zombie's chin with his heel.

Then, with the support of the four disciples, he pressed down desperately, trying to overwhelm the zombie.

The five people froze and wrestled desperately.

Master Qianhe used all his magic power, and a faint golden light shone on his body. The pure yang power to break evil pressed the zombie and tried to wear down his evil spirit.

After desperately pressing the zombie to 45 degrees.

If it were a normal person, even an experienced boxer would find it difficult to control his body at this level and would fall down.

But this royal zombie was not subject to this common sense. It was like a tumbler, relying on its heels to stay on the ground.

The zombie only roared.

He pressed his arms inward, trying to crush the bridge hand of Taoist Qianhe.

He could only barely gain some advantage, but could not directly defeat Taoist Qianhe.

Instinctively, his five fingers curled inward and grabbed wildly.

Taoist Qianhe only felt a sharp pain coming from his arm, and he couldn't help but relax, and then he suddenly bounced back like a tumbler with the royal soldiers on his back.

He fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

He didn't dare to neglect it, and immediately lifted up the torn sleeves.

There were already several black blood holes on his arm.

The zombie's claws were so sharp, and what was even more terrifying was that it seemed to have some power to break the law.

His body's golden light was torn apart by him as if it were made of paper.

Qianhe immediately took out a handful of glutinous rice from his cloth bag and applied it to his wound.

There was a crackling sound, as if cold water was poured on charcoal.

A puff of black smoke rose.

The snow-white glutinous rice applied to the wound instantly turned as black as ink.

The black air on the wound of Taoist Qianhe also dissipated slightly, leaving some gray, and the corpse poison had not been completely removed.

Now it was just a stopgap measure.

Being injured by the corpse poison of this zombie, Taoist Qianhe naturally did not dare to delay for a moment.

This zombie is indeed unusual.

Zombies are born with the yin energy, evil energy, and resentment of heaven and earth, and are extremely evil things.

Naturally, they are born to counteract the yang energy.

So who can't burn this zombie with fire? Exposing it to the sun during the day can also wear away its corpse gas.

Sunlight has the power to destroy evil, so Zhigang and Zhiyang's thunder naturally need no further explanation.

Although the Five Thunders are also divided into Yang Five Thunders and Yin Five Thunders, they are just different in the properties of the thunders and the manifestations are slightly different.

The natural principles within them are indeed the same.

They are all the righteousness of heaven and earth, the collision of yin and yang, and both the extreme yin and the extreme yang are the most evil-destroying.

Just now, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, which was the real power of nature.

Even if the eldest brother who has already touched the threshold of the Heavenly Master realm invoked the outer five thunders, it might not be as powerful as the previous attack.

Such a powerful thunderbolt will turn mortals into charcoal, and no matter what kind of demons and monsters you are, they will disappear in an instant.

This zombie is originally a Yin evil creature, and it is impossible for it to withstand this thunderbolt.

After being struck by this thunderbolt, this zombie not only did not turn into powder, but became more ferocious, as if it had been strengthened.

The magic weapon that subdues zombies will have no effect on him.

It seems that he has some resistance to Taoism.

Its claws also seemed to have some magic-breaking power, so the golden light of Qianhe Taoist priest couldn't block it at all.

How could Taoist Priest Qianhe not be careful about such a strange zombie?

"careful!"

The zombie went crazy and tugged on the rope, and one of Taoist Master Qianhe's disciples was dragged away and brought over.

Chizuru warned and rushed forward anxiously.

He made a turn in the air, made a knife with his right hand, and cut the rope connected in the middle with a faint golden light.

Kick with your left foot and kick the apprentice away.

Then he spun 720 degrees in the air, kicked left and right in a whirlwind, and kicked the royal soldier three times in the head.

Every kick is filled with pure magic power, powerful and powerful!

Such a ferocious royal zombie also slightly blocked Taoist priest Qianhe, and his body fluttered with kicks.

Unable to defeat this zombie head-on, Taoist priest Qianhe also changed his strategy to fight this zombie.

Many spells flew out of his sleeves, and as he moved around the zombies, punching and kicking them, they kept sticking to the zombies.

There was constant crackling, smoke, and explosions.

It's a pity that it has little effect.

Moreover, the zombies were driven by instinct just now to fight against the most threatening Taoist priest Chizuru.

At this time, he didn't know what happened, so he ignored Taoist Master Qianhe's harassment and rushed towards the tent quickly.

Taoist Priest Qianhe's expression changed drastically.

"He must be stopped. He wants to drink the blood of Brother Seventy-One."

Naturally, the four people from the southeast, northwest and northwest did not dare to neglect.

They all know that the strength of a corpse that has just become a zombie will be greatly increased if it drinks the blood of its flesh and blood relatives.

Whether it was out of compassion, they couldn't watch this zombie killing mortals, or they wanted to prevent this zombie from getting stronger, they couldn't relax.

If the zombie really succeeds, Taoist priest Qianhe will really be unable to deal with him if his strength increases.

Even the authentic Taoist priest Qianhe of Maoshan can't deal with this royal soldier, and there are even fewer people in the world who can deal with him. Letting this zombie bring trouble to the world is something Taoist priest Qianhe can't bear to see.

"Guanshi Wu, take Brother Seventy-One and run away!"

Taoist priest Qianhe yelled into the tent.

He and Southeast and Northwest had no choice but to push forward.

"What happened?"

But Wu Guanshi did not escape directly.

Subconsciously he opened the tent to see what was going on outside.

As a result, he was shocked when he saw it.

“Oh, my God, it’s a fake corpse!!”

The four Ouchi experts were also shocked.

They have been in the world for a long time, traveled far and wide, and performed many tasks. Their respective abilities are also very strong. Naturally, they have seen many strange things that are not ordinary.

You can immediately recognize it as a zombie going crazy.

"Hurry up! We can't hold it anymore! On the way back and forth, run to find the monk you met during the day and let him take you away."

It is a deserted place with a radius of hundreds of miles, and only masters Shimu and Ikkyu live here.

Taoist priest Qianhe wanted to stop this zombie, but he didn't know whether he could succeed. In fact, he had already prepared for the worst.

Master Ikkyu's Buddhist teachings are profound, and in terms of cultivation alone, he is even better than him.

As long as he is prepared in advance, at worst he can escort these people out and at least leave a few insiders behind. Those who know the details of this zombie will be able to get rid of this zombie in the future.

Not only to avenge himself and others, but also to prevent this zombie from causing harm to the world.

"Ah? Run? How can we run? Cast a spell quickly, cast a spell, and restrain the prince's body quickly. We still have to transport it to the north for burial!"

Qianhe Daochang was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Zombies are powerful. If you don't run away, you will die. I can't stand it anymore!"

"Oh, run, where are we going? It's raining and the ground is muddy. Even though I can run on such a long mountain road, my little brother can't run, right?"

Wu Guanshi seemed to be about to cry.

The royal zombie still rushed towards the tent.

Taoist Master Qianhe and his disciples stepped forward to stop him, but were knocked to the side three or two times.

This zombie seems to be getting more and more crazy.

Several people fell into a rolling gourd and rolled all over the ground in mud.

In such a hurry, he didn't even have time to get up and pounced forward like a toad. Taoist priest Qianhe and a disciple held the zombie's ankle and tried their best to lift it up.

He tried to get the zombie's feet off the ground, but his strength turned out to be rootless water.

Unexpectedly, the zombie reluctantly stepped down, but Taoist priest Qianhe was stepped on and his chest felt tight.

His apprentice, however, did not have such advanced body-protecting powers. He only heard a few banging sounds, and a hole was dented in his chest.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he almost stared out. Severe pain hit him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

Now I don't know if I can live anymore.

"Xiaodong!"

"Big brother!"

Several people were heartbroken.

In order to prevent this zombie from completely killing Xiaodong's life, the three junior brothers immediately threw the rope.

Two wrapped around the zombie's legs, and one wrapped around the senior brother.

The two people pulled desperately to both sides.

One person desperately retreated.

The senior brother was immediately withdrawn.

The other two people couldn't pull the zombie's legs.

The zombie jumped on the spot with its legs, clamping its two feet together, pinching Qianzhe's arm hard.

The huge force also directly drove the two apprentices into rolling gourds through the rope.

"Why are you still standing there? Go help!"

Manager Wu urged the four masters to go and help.

The four of them were nervous, but they also gathered their courage and rushed forward together.

"No, don't let them come!"

Qianhe was extremely anxious.

"This zombie is not something that ordinary people can deal with."

If he hadn't said this, it would have been fine. Once he said this, it aroused the injustice in the hearts of the four masters.

They have also experienced more than 20 years of ups and downs, and are now in their prime.

Each of them has practiced eighteen martial arts since childhood, tempered their strength, and practiced Ming Jin.

This Ming Jin is a strong force, a whole force.

It's just that the realm is shallower than An Jin, but it doesn't mean that his power is weak.

It depends on how fierce the boxer is.

The four of them can become masters of the palace, all of them are superb martial arts, tough, strong, daring to fight and kill, and ruthless.

After years of struggling in the world, the four of them have also eliminated some small monsters together.

Now they are traveling with Qianhe and others. Although they have seen some skills, they may not be willing to let go of their pride.

Being stimulated by Qianhe, they were naturally excited to try their own methods.

"Just a zombie, my axe has been thirsty for a long time!"

The four masters jumped out first, and the most powerful one, who was using two axes, was also a brave man.

The muscles on his arms bulged, containing a great force, and he could manipulate the iron axe weighing dozens of kilograms freely.

The axe contained the power to split the mountain, even if he was wearing three layers of heavy armor, it was difficult to resist the chopping of the axe.

They had been with the princes and nobles for many years, and their eyes were trained brightly.

As soon as he came out of the tent, he saw a hole in the chest of the zombie.

It was obviously a sword wound.

These Taoists naturally had some skills, and they could kill zombies to this extent with peach wood swords.

But they could also use peach wood swords to injure ordinary people like this.

It was nothing more than piercing the human body with a piece of wood.

They are all masters of Ming Jin. Even if they only hold a wooden stick without a gun head, they can still stab someone to death.

Although the Taoist priest has some skills, the wood can hurt the zombie. If they neutralize each other, can the iron axes made of overseas fine steel in their hands not deal with the zombie?

With this thought in mind, two heavy iron axes chopped the royal zombie with a thousand pounds of force.

They are indeed masters of the palace, with superb martial arts and very solid skills.

This zombie only acts on instinct, so its moves are naturally not as exquisite as those of the masters.

He dodged the zombie's grab and took advantage of the gap to chop the zombie's chest.

He was looking forward to chopping the zombie in half with one axe.

Only a muffled sound was heard.

These twenty or thirty years of skills almost made it impossible to hold the weapon in his hand. A strong force rebounded and directly cracked his tiger's mouth, and blood flowed out instantly.

This thousand pounds of force chopped on the zombie was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and the zombie had no reaction.

He grabbed the imperial master in one hand, leaving him no time to change his moves.